Cordelia jumped at my harsh tone and almost spilled her drink. “OMG, Killian, don’t give me a heart attack. I’d like to enjoy life before the Grim Reaper escorts me to hell.” She tilted her head and studied me, the lights picking up the streaks of purple in her black bob. “What’s got you so worked up?”
As I crowded her space, her smile faltered. “Where. Is. Lexi?”
Cordelia sipped her cocktail and shimmied her hips as if a club song was blasting instead of classical music. “She vanished a little while ago.”
I hadn’t seen Micah either.
By the look on his face when he pulled out that picture, he knew exactly who the girl in the butterfly mask was.
The Serpents & Daggers didn’t simply order Lords or Neophytes to kill at random. Something like this wasn’t taken lightly. Bass would need an Ascended’s permission, probably someone in the Inner Circle.
Of course, my stepbrother would have concocted a story about this mystery girl, like she’d stumbled upon some other crime involving the Lords.
I hated Lexi Vega, but if anyone was going to hurt her, it would be me. “Where’s Micah?”
Cordelia smirked. “Is someone jealous?”
I dragged my hand down my face, resisting the urge to choke her. “I need a drink.” A crowd gathered around the bar on the right, and not one damn server appeared with a tray of champagne.
“If you have a thing for my roomie, you could just?—”
I snatched the colorful cocktail out of Cordelia’s hand.
“Don’t drink that!” she hissed.
As soon as the sweet flavor coated my tongue and a bitter one followed, I regretted the long pull. “What the hell was in this?”
“Just a little something from Axel.” She pulled out two white pills from her purse and grinned. “At least the Hug Drug will have you feeling yummy in a few minutes.” Based on her smile, it was clear she’d already taken at least one herself.
Son of a bitch.
I did not need to be on some designer ecstasy bullshit right now. I needed to figure out how to keep Micah away from Lexi. He had to kill her to make it into the Serpents & Daggers.
The question was... would he do it?
I shoved the now empty glass back into Cordelia’s hand and marched off, searching for the girl threatening to destroy my life once again. Hopefully, I could keep a level head around her once the drugs hit.
After exploring the front of the house, avoiding the important alumni and my frat brothers, I found Lexi near the stairs with her arms wrapped around her middle and face pale. My throat tightened at her appearance. She looked terrified.
Something old and soft, something I’d buried a long time ago, threatened to re-emerge.
I shoved it down with a wave of fury. Had Micah already tried something?
If he had, I’d break every bone in his body.
“Where have you been?” I snarled.
She scowled and lifted her chin to mask her fear. “None of your damn business.”
I peered around her, my movements agitated. “Have you seen Micah?”
“Why?” She propped her hands on her hips, fully embracing her anger at me, and drawing my attention to her curves. “Did you do something to him?”
“Stay away from him. He’s dangerous.”
A laugh burst out of her. “Micah, dangerous? Oh, please. You’re just being a controlling prick who wants?—”
My fingers curled around her arm, and I yanked her against me, her breasts pushing into my chest. “I’m fucking serious, Red. You have no idea what’s going on.”
